

Dear Wild One, You are not required to justify your pleasure under the blanket of any particular label of sexuality. {Let that sink in} You are not required to justify your sexual liberation under the blanket of spirituality. {Let that sink in} You are not required to justify your spiritual expansion under the blanket of religion. {Let that sink in} Recently, I was reflecting on how much permission I’ve needed to explore my own pleasure, sexuality, womanhood, and humanness. Permission I wasn’t getting from my childhood belief systems, cultural norms, or what’s socially acceptable. Within the realm of artistry and creativity, I found permission to express myself outside of the box. Within the realm of spirituality, I found permission to explore more of my pleasure and mind-body-spirit connection. Within the realm of sexuality, I found permission to let my freak flag fly. Now, I’m finding permission within myself to flow and explore amongst all of the above. Not forsaking one for the other—for example, not labeling myself “less spiritual” for choosing to enjoy the fleshly pleasures—but rather experiencing it all. Being it all. Fuck—just BEING, period. With more playfulness, more freedom, more openness, more connection, more aliveness…without that formerly nagging fear that my own heart and my own inner being would “steer me wrong.” Abundant life is available to you now, and not in the fear-based ways you and I have been taught. I must warn you, though, there’s no space there for bullshit, shame, judgment, or superiority complexes. This is the place you come to lay that shit down and surrender to what’s trying to emerge. A space to heal, explore, open, release, receive, and become. Have you become familiar with that place yet? Do you feel it calling? That place is your heart. Welcome home.♥️ Longing to go deeper? Explore the goodies on my website. Here’s to a beautiful start to the week, Wild Ones. Photo by Frank Martinez